Sylvia

sadness caresses the psyche
as memories dreams and reality
conflict with the heart

can the wind soothe the pain of sorrow
can joy erase all past actions thoughts tears

once I found myself reaching out
but the bitter pain destroyed me and i
crawled injured into my self

can this love be a destroyer of those who seek to be lovers

i still cry
i cannot put an end to these tears
i cannot forget the joy the sorrow
the loves of the past the future the present
they haunt me
they cry out to me
but I must not listen
for they make me weak
they cause me to falter

words
words become my release
scratching words onto paper
burying the ink into the smooth teasing surface
i escape my flesh and find comfort in my psyche
for as humans are humans
and one in body and mind
I seek out the comforts of the mind
and I try to understand the flesh

conflict
but a sweet joyful sadness which becomes poetic

the poetic allows for me to scream in silence
to walk without motion
to be what I am not
for this world is too much
a struggle for my flesh
and I seek refuge in my mind

for love
i seek and write and dream for love

Paul Cech has been writing poetry since 1970. Several of his poems have been published as Saturday Poems in the Pittsburgh- Post Gazette and the Thomas Merton Center of Pittsburgh has published several of his poems in NewPeople. Read other articles by Paul.